Night love - short love story

in happiness •  7 years ago 

The darkness around me invites me to use other senses. Smell. Touch. Taste, I hope.
I am slowly approaching with my body. An awkward sea lion in adoration of a gracefulndina. With my hand I touch her skin. Heat that radiates along the unwelcome arm to the heart. The fingers linger in that heat like a small lizard that after days of gray rain stretches out on a stone, to be kissed by the invigorating warmth of a generous sun. Without touching it.

In the meantime I am inebriated by your perfume. The so close hair makes me tickle on my lips. I devour your smell as at the end of a long fasting. A fasting that lasts too long. An unwanted fasting.
I push my daring fingers under the light veil of the old white t-shirt. With your mouth, I caress your face. The chin curve. The ear lobe.
You don't seem to notice anything. Not even a movement that makes me understand if I have to continue or stop. And the wait makes me more desperate than you. Every moment spent in that carnal adoration, it makes me more and more desire that you, my angry goddess, awaken you from your unattainable torpor.
Suddenly your mouth opens in a soft kiss, to which I respond with all the love that is possible to me, hoping that at least a fragment of it will come to you.

Your dormant body awakens, as wonderful as a dawn. And it answers in part still unconscious to my caresses.
The reluctance of consciousness lasts only a moment and slips away along with the t-shirt and everything else, leaving your body naked. And warm.

My fingers slide over the skin. The teeth add thrills on hard teats. Your hands are fighting a fake fight on my back when I'm stuck in you with sweet roughness.
The bodies are joined together. Perhaps even minds. It is in the hour of love that two people can finally say a single flesh, a single spirit. The world knocks with insistence on the windows closed like a terrible Nordic god, but we do not feel it, taken from the pleasure we are giving ourselves. And when the sea of sensations finally erupts in orgasms of joy, true happiness and hold you tight.

True joy and embrace you later. Naked and sweaty. With your taste in the mouth. Feel that your heart beats right next to mine. Almost together.

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